“Where’s your motorbike?” I called out to my husband from the back door.
“Under the house,” came the reply.
But it wasn’t. He’d been using the car for a few days to go to work and I’d been walking, and in our newly-wedded bliss, neither of us had paid much attention to the whereabouts of the little bike.
Until it was missing.
It was all very unsettling and puzzling as to why it had all suddenly started, until we realised that I had been earnestly praying for the salvation and marriages of all in our street as I walked to work in the morning. That was a good thing, but the enemy didn’t like it and was getting his own back.
On my mission trip to Papua New Guinea the year before, we started every day by declaring the Lordship of Jesus Christ, His victory won, and for His protection over our lives, possessions, health and finance. (I tell this story in my book Dad and Me in PNG)
Wasn’t our own street a mission field, and shouldn’t we be declaring the same?
We’ve moved house 6 times since that little fibro shack in my hometown, and every day we pray over our lives and home and we see God’s protection. We’ve never once had another thing stolen – except for some white Vitamin C tablets in an unmarked bottle, out of our unlocked car. We’ve had attempted break-ins, and even a successful one after we had moved out of a rental and were coming back to clean, where the burglar attempted to light the house on fire . . . and failed. Miraculously failed, and the policeman dubbed it ‘recreational crime’.
A Psalm for Your Daily Protection
Author Peggy Joyce Ruth has unpacks Psalm 91 here word by word, studying it in original Hebrew.
Lizzy Ainsworth is a wife and mother to two little girls in QLD Australia. Her days usually include a lot of glue, sticky tape and glitter, plus a tea party or two with the teddy bears. When all is finally quiet she loves to read and write and spend time talking to God. She writes at www.lizzyainsworthbooks.com – Resources to Nourish the Spirit, Soul and Body
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